TWENTY-NINE
Fighting for Freedom
I gently tugged Val to a stop in front of an unnumbered door between the lobby and room number two. I suspected the unmarked door opened into Octavio's apartment, because the room seemed bigger than the others, and there was a door behind the counter in the lobby that almost certainly opened into the room.
After a quick glance around to make sure no one was watching, and the room's curtains were tightly closed in case I was wrong about it being Octavio's apartment, I pulled my weapon and handed it to her. Carrying a weapon in Mexico was a quick ticket to jail, and I had no way to conceal it when I began to undress. She took it without comment and tucked it away under her blouse, in the small of her back, beside her own weapon. My pistol rehidden, we entered the field of battle. Octavio, along with LucĂa and RocĂo, were standing just inside the room, the two women with their hips cocked, waiting for us to arrive. They stared at me expectantly. I pulled my pesos from my pocket.
"Since there's two of you, it's a thousand each, right?" I asked.
"Yes... per hour," RocĂo said. I quickly counted off four thousand, handing one to each of the woman and the remainder to Val. "Where's the rest," RocĂo demanded as she and LucĂa tucked their money into their clutches.
"You haven't earned it yet," I said as I began opening my shirt.
"Not that. The fifteen for the trip to Brownsville."
"You'll get it," I promised.
"You gave LucĂa hers."
"That was before I knew you worked for an asshole, and we weren't leaving right away." I glared at Octavio as I removed my loafers. "You'll get it."
"I want it now, like LucĂa," she demanded.
"For fucks sake," Val grumbled as she pulled out her wad of pesos and quickly counted out fifteen thousand before slapping the bills on the table as RocĂo, LucĂa, and I continued to undress. "Satisfied?" she demanded.
With a smile, RocĂo gathered the money and placed it in her purse before she turned to me as I shoved my pants down, her eyes widening slightly as I tossed my pants onto the dresser with my shirt. "Oh my God! Look at the size of his cock," she breathed as her gaze swept me from head to foot.
"Yeah," LucĂa purred while playing with the chain by dragging its links along her breasts and over her nipples, "along with the rest of him." Her gaze shifted to Val. "You're getting this every night?"
Val's smile was smug. "Every night... and morning," she cooed.
"Now I
really
hope you can fuck as good as you look," RocĂo purred as she tossed aside her ultra short skirt and began working on removing her pussy high boots, the fabric joining the pile of her and LucĂa's clothes in the chair.
Both women were on the thick side, but pleasantly so. LucĂa's hair was showing a few streaks of grey in the brightness of the room that I hadn't noticed in the fading light outside, along with a few wrinkles. Time and gravity had done their work on her large, natural breasts, but they were still going to be wrapped around my cock before we were done.
RocĂo's breasts were also natural, though slightly smaller than LucĂa's, and she was the more fuckable of the two, with her firmer breasts and tighter ass, but both were looking at me in a way that spoke of their confidence in pleasing a man.
"You have condoms?" I asked as I stepped out of my pants to leave all three of us undressed.
Both women again picked up their tiny purses before tossing a handful of condoms on the table. I picked one up, leaving the other ten on the table. "Think that's enough?" LucĂa asked, her tone sneery.
I nodded. "Should be."
The two women snickered as they again glanced at each other. "Should be? If you use all those, I'll drive you to Brownsville for free," LucĂa said.
RocĂo nodded. "And I'll help her."
"No... I meant you probably won't last long enough for me to use them all." They stared at me in clear amusement, probably having heard the same sort of shit from most men.
RocĂo sauntered up to me before gripping my cock in a tight fist, causing me to hiss as she pressed herself against me. "Big talk. I hope your cock can back it up because my pussy is hungry for your big, hard cock."
"How are we going to do this?" I growled while pinching one of her nipples just hard enough that she tipped her head back with a gasp of pleasure tinged with pain, silently warning her I could play rough too. "One at a time, or all together?"
RocĂo and LucĂa looked at each other and smiled. "You start him," LucĂa purred. "If he can fuck like he thinks he can, I want to see how much of your shit talk is true... and how much of it is just shit."
RocĂo nodded before she turned her attention back to me. "If you start slapping me around or hurting me, the deal's off," she growled, still gripping my cock tightly.
"Same goes for me," LucĂa said as she backed away to give RocĂo and me some room.
"The only slapping I'll be doing will be my balls against your ass," I rumbled.